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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doe Boy
Vocals
Don Toliver
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cotrell Dennard
Songwriter
Hendrix Smoke
Songwriter
Jacob Canady
Songwriter
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Landstrip Chip
Songwriter
Ofer Shaul Ishai
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hendrix Smoke
Producer
ATL Jacob
Producer
I Project
Producer
Kuji
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Derek Anderson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
(Last name Hendrix, whatever I do)
(ATL Jacob, he a fuckin' millionaire)
You treat me like a savage (Doe Beezy), but I'm far from average
I can't give you marriage, horse and carriage, but I can give you karats
PJ out to Paris for the weekend, we got shoppin' habits (freebandz)
I done came a long way from that deep end, now I'm livin' lavish (Knowles Ave)
Long way from that deep end (it's Cleveland)
It don't feel the same when we ain't speakin' (facts)
Niggas in your DM, they been creepin' (fuck 'em)
You can tell me all your business, I won't leak it
Girl, I had enough of all these petty disagreements (let's go)
I'm not stupid, you not sneaky, I been peeped it (fool)
But that pussy way too good, girl, I been fiendin', I need it (come here, baby)
Hug me while I'm sleepin', you comfortin' a demon
Dreamin' 'bout them hits, I laid right by my thirty clip (bop, bop, bop, bop)
My hands on your hips, racks in your purse, we run through Phipps (come here)
Treat me like a savage, you not shit, you still my bitch (let's go)
Girl, my name Doe Beezy, but I drape you down in Rick (Doe Beezy)
Drape you down in Rick, you hold it down, I pay your rent (wake up)
I'm close to that edge, bitch, you better not push me an inch (let's go)
Girl, my pockets healthy, I put karats on your wrist (karats)
Yeah, I put karats on your (oh, really?)
You treat me like a savage, but I'm far from average
I can't give you marriage, horse and carriage, but I can give you karats
PJ out to Paris for the weekend, we got shoppin' habits
I done came a long way from that deep end, now I'm livin' lavish (Knowles Ave)
Long way from that deep end
It don't feel the same when we ain't speakin' (I'm reachin')
Niggas in your DM, they been creepin'
You can tell me all your business, I won't leak it
Shawty deep in and she a rockstar (rockstar)
Know I pull up in it, in this Wockhardt (Wockhardt)
Don't be deprivin' me, baby
Set it aside for me, baby (ooh)
And I guess they got you deep in (uh)
I'ma fuck you all weekend
And stay up late with you
Smoke a couple swishers
And we can talk about it, laugh at our old pictures
Just remember me in your dark times (just remember me)
You know I got your back, I got you back and forth (yeah)
You know I put you in a wild ride (you know I put you in a wild ride)
I see you wanna try, I give you what you worth
You treat me like a savage, but I'm far from average
I can't give you marriage, horse and carriage, but I can give you karats
PJ out to Paris for the weekend, we got shoppin' habits
I done came a long way from that deep end, now I'm livin' lavish (Knowles Ave)
Long way from that deep end (it's Cleveland)
It don't feel the same when we ain't speakin'
Niggas in your DM, they been creepin'
You can tell me all your business, I won't leak it
(Girl, I had enough of all these petty disagreements)
Writer(s): Cotrell Dennard, Caleb Toliver, Derrick Miller, Jacob Atl Jacob Canady, Ofer Ishai, Isaac Thomas
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